Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

w The female mercenary of the code cleaner did not join a fixed team. In the past, she was either a solo individual or a temporary team. Her reputation in team formation is not very good, although she has a shady appearance. The reason why she felt uncomfortable at first glance is also because the teams she joined in the early days are often quickly destroyed. Only she survived for a while, and it is inevitably suspicious. Even if there is enough evidence to prove that she is not a traitor, it often makes other teams not accept her team application for luck, because for various reasons the team accepts her temporary team application, although not every time. Missions will fail, but missions will often have unexpected twists and turns.

The more life-saving work, the more important is the "mystery", not to mention that there is really "mystery" in this world. Although it is impossible to understand that these mysterious and mysterious things will happen to the cleaner, this does not prevent others from staying away from her. However, it was this kind of unclear doom that led the mercenary headquarters walking in the "mystery" to include her as a seed object for key investigation, not only the file team, but also other parties involved in the doomsday truth, ruling bureau and other Mysterious phenomena and organized teams have considered contacting them in the near future, but it is temporarily uncertain whether the "doom" she is carrying will affect her. The file tells me that after years of summarizing the known "mystery", there is a statement in the headquarters that "a higher mystery will suppress a lower-level mystery". In this way, if the cleaner's "doom" is One kind of mystery must be judged by further investigation.

Although after years of research and experience. Most people who come into contact with Domination Bureau technology, demons, fog, and doomsday shamans gradually discover it. These seemingly mysterious things now look more like products of "surreal technology", but most people still classify them as "mysterious" products for various reasons. Because the theories of these "surreal technologies" are not transparent, the system is not open, and it is impossible to find the rigorousness of them, which is contrary to the conventional definition of "science".

No matter how traceable the appearance of these things looks, if you look deeper, you will find that you don't know anything about these things and phenomena, and you can't reproduce them by the "scientific method" in the conventional definition. Even the doomsday truth is so, they cannot be like normal technology. It can be used and manufactured in batches in the most rigorous way, but through non-technical means to adapt the technology of the ruling bureau, therefore. They are still "cults", and their most representative product is the "wizard", and these names have exposed their attributes-an attribute that conforms to the definition of "mystery" in the conventional sense.

I can fully understand this view, because these "mysterious" foundations can only be scientifically quantified from reality. After the patients with the doomsday syndrome have lost the "self" body, they are like ghosts. , Can only exist in this doomsday illusion as a reflection of personality consciousness.

Ghosts who cannot realize that they are ghosts, living in a ghost way in the world of ghosts, the things they face. There is no rigorous foundation-the elusive consciousness constructs this world. Even theories like "Four Fundamental Forces and Twelve Elementary Particles" will become "mysterious" because of the existence of these impurities. .

Everything that seems to be scientific still fully conforms to the definition of "mystery", but it is not only the **** technique, demons, gray fog phenomenon, super powers and spells that are mysterious, and the cleaner's "doom" naturally also conforms to "mystery" Definition, but this mystery is more difficult to determine than the previous things. No matter who it is, when the concept of "doom" is regarded as something that actually exists and can be used as an object, it is naturally inevitable to worry about it.

From a practical perspective, everything here is "mysterious". Including "luck", "foresight" and "intuition", there are explanations and strict theoretical foundations. However, if the scope is limited to this world, it is better to treat it as "mystery".

Judgment standards must be adapted to local conditions. I do not. It should be said that "Gao Chuan" had understood this truth long ago, otherwise the difference between reality and doomsday illusion would have caused all "Gao Chuan" who had been exposed to reality to have confusion and collapse. Especially for my current "Gao Chuan", because I have obtained a lot of real-world information, I am more susceptible to this information. I think that relying on this information can explain what is happening here. However, this is actually not the case. Because what created all this is an unknown thing that can only be called a "virus". Even Dr. Ande, who is doing research on this project, and the super color system that is the center of the end of the illusion can only use The proven theory is bumpy.

If you step back 10,000 steps, even if you don't know the unknown virus, who can thoroughly dialyze your body and consciousness? If we cannot thoroughly understand every subtle and extreme change of the human body and even the smallest difference, we cannot explain the consciousness of consciousness repeatedly, clearly and correctly. It is naturally impossible to explain everything framed on these things.

The mysterious is still mysterious, and since it cannot be truly and thoroughly transformed into science, it can only continue to be viewed as "mysterious."

The attitude of the mercenary headquarters to attribute all seemingly scientific things to "mystery" is indeed the most correct choice. Therefore, their theory that "higher mystery will suppress lower mysteries" naturally does not make much difference.

No one can be sure how advanced the mystery of the cleaner's "doom" is, so it is impossible to judge whether it is superior to the Mageweave messenger, the Domination Bureau technology and the wizard's spell. It is this kind of ignorance that makes people look forward to and cautiously. After the file explained things about the cleaners, I started to think that the file did not consider the cleaners as a candidate in the near future. However, the whereabouts of Father Sissen seemed to be brewing a terrible storm, which gave survival instincts The extremely sharp file had to speed up her steps adventurously-she stared at the cleaner who left the ring alone. Frowning.

"Don't go talk to her?" I asked.

The file shook his head. Without speaking, he sinks his body into the back of the chair. I raised my head, and the cube display hanging from the ceiling was displaying the global image of the arena with a wide-angle lens. People unknowingly gradually filled the audience. Those who stood near the ring did not return, but more and more, the venue tonight gave people a look full.

"Is there usually so many people?" I turned around and asked the file.

"Only the key competition of the competition will be like this." The file said: "Normally, it is about one-third of what it is now."

"How many games will there be tonight?"

"Until the winner of this year's all-female fighting is decided." Razor broke his finger and said, "The quarter-finals are a knockout game. The lottery is divided into four games. The half-final game is still a knockout game. Two games and then a There are seven matches in the final competition. There is no timeout during the game. "

The file was just finished. There were two figures sitting next to me and the file, and I suddenly felt that both of us had been hit. I turned my head, sitting next to me, a woman in a punk outfit, with messy medium and short hair dyed in a variety of colors, as bright as to drip water, with thick white powder on my face and eyes Dark black smoky makeup, lips also painted **** red. If you are not wearing a tight leather coat and full-bodied and plump, there is no way to judge whether she is a male or a female with the facial features. This is pretty impressive dressing, however. This heavy punk makeup is like an iron mask, covering its true face so tightly that she can't even see through her expression.

The retina screen is filtering the concealment of this heavy makeup, trying to depict the real face of this woman with fictional lines. Unexpectedly, the face outlined at the end gives a pure childlike impression. This child's face and her over-developed body, as well as the demon's exposed dress, have a great contrast.

My gaze time is a little longer, and this punk girl seems to have rushed towards me, before I turned to look at her, I was already staring at me. Her eyes are very bright, with dark black eyes smoky eyes. It was like a rekindling fire light, bright but no scorching heat, and the emotion in her eyes was like being buried by that deep layer of ashes.

"Hello." I don't know why she stared at me so much, I'm sure I don't know her. However, there was still a polite greeting.

She didn't speak. The voice came from behind, and it was another woman who was sitting next to the file. There was nothing special about the sitting of these two women, but before I noticed their vision, my instinct said to me, they Came towards us.

More precisely, it came at the file.

"Hey, file, I heard that you recently made a fortune. Would you like to introduce the gold master to our sisters?" Said the woman seated next to the file. Her voice has a strange husky, like it contains hot carbon, but also like the electronic sound when the signal is distorted.

This woman does not have heavy makeup like this one around me, there is a visible scar on her throat, and she also has a collar-like sounding device. This is probably because of her special voice. She is different from other female mercenaries who are familiar with her. Although she is wearing a military uniform, she is full of ruff. She put her feet on the back of the chair in front, and the man in the front seat turned her head. Glancing hard. The man seemed to be familiar with the woman, stood up without a word, and moved to another place. Other people who were looking for seats saw this scene, and had no intention of occupying this seat at all. After looking at the female soldier a little, they turned and left immediately.

Obviously, this woman is a regular visitor here. Others are not necessarily afraid of her, but they don't want to find trouble either. This woman is a trouble, and now trouble comes to the door.

Before the file spoke, the woman turned her head towards me, and the retinal screen quickly marked a large number of suspected lethal weapons and special equipment on her hologram-these things were hidden in military uniforms, like inconspicuous decoration . However, the final conclusion showed that these weapons and equipment could not cause direct damage to me. What was more dangerous was the two prismatic patterns on the inside of her wrist that flicked past. She is also a second-level Mageweave messenger, and this one next to me is probably just a graystone fortifier.

"Hello." I nodded to her as a gift.

"The handsome boy, I heard you hired a file with a critical weapon?" The woman said in a weird tone. Put your arm around the shoulder of the file. "I feel a little lost."

"Really? But I don't think so." I answered with a smile.

"Do you want to come on stage tonight? The file, if it's the two of us, plus one, no one said anything." The woman smiled slightly and turned to the file and asked. Although the tone revealed a casual taste, but I think she is like a gunpowder barrel about to explode.

The file grabbed her hand over her shoulder and made a crisp "snap" sound. For a time, through the retina screen, you could see that both arms bulged with hard muscle lines. The entangled arms slowly moved away from the file's shoulder, and it seemed that the file's strength was even better. But it is not so strong. However, if this level of energy hits ordinary people, it is easy to make a big hole.

Neither the file nor the woman ’s face changed, and their relationship was a bit ambiguous. I can't tell whether it's an enemy or a friend, maybe the confidant of the legendary enemy and friend. I felt that there was no room for me to intervene, so I took my gaze back and put it on the punk girl beside me.

"Excuse me, are you?" I asked.

"That woman is my Boss." The punk girl said, the voice was a little like Sakuya, as soft and sticky as glutinous rice, contrary to the appearance, giving a weak feeling, "Our team was broken up .. Boss heard about your business from the headquarters and hopes to cooperate with you. "

"It depends on what the file means." The punk girl said straightforwardly, but I couldn't make a decision immediately because I didn't understand them. Of course, whether it is cooperation or not, there is not much difference for me. It is not my idea that the file decided to add more staff. I think this is her "housework", and she has an indispensable attitude towards this kind of thing.

"Well, I also want to use critical weapons." The punk girl said so. Suddenly put his face up, and from that thick makeup came a very tacky rouge, "Have you done it with a file?"

I don't quite understand what she meant, but I didn't miss the look that flashed through her eyes for a moment. So it quickly reacted.

"No." I said, "Does it matter?"

"The file is Boss's lover." She paused. Added: "Well, one of the lovers."

"Oh--" I don't know what to say. Even if there is a problem with the sexual orientation of the file, it doesn't seem to matter to me. This is her privacy, and we are not enemies. I have never planned to dig these. thing. After hearing her, it was a bit embarrassing, and probably the file didn't want others to know about this kind of thing. Of course, the hint that "the file is lace-edged" may also be a misleading lie.

At this time, the file suddenly exerted force to fix the woman's arm joint, and the woman had to bend down to clearly see the inside of her neckline from my perspective. This woman has nothing to wear in her military uniform. Although the style of the military coat is concealed, her chest is very "savage".

The woman didn't seem to care about her posture and exposed scenery at all. Instead, she raised her head and gave me a greasy smile: "How? Don't think about it? As long as you want, the file will not go against your will. "Next, I said in an ambiguous tone:" Of course, I am the same. "

"Enough." The file opened indifferently. She pressed the woman back into the chair. "What's the matter with me?" He said, turning around and introducing to me: "My friend, code-named Boss, she It's lace, but I'm not. "

The ruffian woman, code-named Boss, gave a low, hoarse, electronic sound of laughter, which was a bit creepy.

"I'm serious, I want to act with you." She shook her arm, which was locked by a file with a joint technique. "I just came back from the ruling bureau, and my luck was not very good. You know, I received it before. They are all newcomers, but this time the whole army was wiped out, and Bambang and I were almost unable to return. "The" boom "sound in her mouth should be the codename of the punk girl around me ~ www.readwn.com ~ I heard that you and the shepherd have regrouped, and I want to join you. Recently, the ruling bureau did not know what was going crazy, and the second-level Mageweave messenger couldn't get it alone. "

The file and I glanced at each other. Boss' words reminded us of what happened in the 33rd district of the ruling bureau. It seemed that the chain reaction had begun to spread. However, simply looking at the situation of the 33 districts at that time, it is indeed difficult for a second-level Mageweaver to survive. Boss can still bring a man back, which proves that the enemies they encountered are not as strong as the 33rd zone, but the change is already happening.

"Are you serious? We happen to be short of manpower. How much do you know about our return to Europe and America this time?" The file asked cautiously.

"It's completely unclear. Your mission has a high level of confidentiality. The headquarters didn't say too much to me. I just asked me to ask you personally." Boss spread his hand. "However, you are used The news of the employment of critical weapons is spreading, and I want to get some light. "

"It's dangerous." The file didn't directly refuse, and his face reminded solemnly: "The specific task can't be revealed before you go through the enrollment procedures. The only thing I have to warn you is, although I don't have much clue, but my intuition tell I, this operation is very dangerous and worthy of a critical weapon. "(Unfinished to be continued ...) m